You will, in your letter, appoint the day of the interview ?' 'Hurts himself! Yes, dearest; appoint for--ten days homeward--eleventh day from to-day.

And you to Fredi: a bit of description--as you can, my Nataly! Happy to be a dolomite, to be painted by Nataly's pen.' The sign is evil, when we have a vexatious ringing in the ear of some small piece of familiar domestic chatter, and subject it to scrutiny, hang on it, worry and magnify it.

What will not creatures under sway of the sensational life, catch at to emphasize and strengthen distaste, until distaste shall have a semblance of reason, in the period of the mind's awakening to revolt! Nataly shrank from the name of dolomite, detested the name, though the scenes regained their beauty or something of it beneath her showery vision.

Every time Victor spoke of dolomites on the journey homeward, she had at heart an accusation of her cowardice, her duplicity, frailty, treachery to the highest of her worship and sole support of her endurance in the world: not much blaming him: but the degrading view of herself sank them both.

On a shifty soil, down goes the idol.